I was going to write a weepy how-can-my-baby-be-almost-a-year-old-already post, but then he interrupted me and, well, now I'm over it. ("It" being writing the post, not the general freaked-out-ness over the VERY OLD BABY I now mother.)
Just for your information, though:
one year ago
It's officially crazy.
But (as the Monty Python boys say) now for something completely different!
I am once again gainfully employed!
A friend from my homeschooling group opened a store about a month ago. She's selling cloth diapers, baby carriers, wooden toys, nursing bras, and hippie menstrual products (among other things). She's basically selling all the things I've so far had to buy online (and pay shipping for, and we all know how I feel about that). I'm helping out two days per week, and I get to bring Noah (which is both awesome and exhausting). My first two shifts were really stressful and sort of crazy because I had so much to learn but seemingly zero brain capacity to listen (since I was simultaneously trying to keep Noah from destroying the displays, taking away my friend's son's paci, and drooling and/or chewing on the customers' shoes). My third day was magically better and by my fourth shift I felt like a pro (which I am not, just for the record). I am so excited!!!